5 Things I Hate About Shopping
I haven’t had a vent on the blog for a while now so Madam Bipolar’s new linkup, Grumble Sunday, has come at just the right time for me.
I have a love/hate relationship with shopping. I hate it more than I love it but you have to eat and you can’t really go about without clothes on (well not where I live, anyway!) so it is a necessary evil.
But there are 5 things in particular that really bug me about a trip to the local shopping centre…
Carparks are the work of the devil. First, you have to drive about hoping you hit gold and find a vacant park within a kilometre of where you need to go, rather than hitting another car, or even worse, a pedestrian.
While looking for this elusive treasure you have to somehow avoid stupid drivers who clearly have no idea what they are doing and reverse without checking for traffic, or worse, have a cursory check but continue on anyway.
You should also avoid clueless pedestrians who just walk in the middle of the road for no reason whatsoever – I know the gene pool would probably be richer without them but it’s still better to do the right thing.
Lastly, you have to try to return to your car before it costs you the GDP of a small country to exit, then successfully put your ticket in the machine before the clock ticks down.
On the surface that doesn’t seem that bad, unless you are too short to comfortably reach the machine and proceed to drop your ticket trying to reach said machine and then have to get out of the car to find it (I categorically deny that this actually happened to me yesterday….)
There is a reason I do not attend the post Christmas sales and avoid shopping centre “fun days” like the plague. I hate queues and I hate waiting endlessly for stuff that really isn’t that important to me.
The only queue I will willingly join is for Santa photos. I will still silently pout and grumble about being there but I know I’m doing it for the kids. Otherwise, there is absolutely nothing I can think of that would induce me to wait in line for it.
While we’re on the subject of queues at shopping centres I must mention Medicare. As I have 3 kids with numerous medical issues and needs, I find myself at our local Medicare office. A lot. There is always a queue and it is always because of some elderly person who can’t hear properly and who apparently can’t claim whatever they’re trying to claim.
Medicare in general is a nightmare so I am not surprised so many people are confused by what can and can’t be claimed. If I wasn’t so reliant on my “second bank” I would be totally boycotting it, but alas, I am mercenary so I will whine loudly about it instead!
4. Personal Space (or lack thereof)
My pet peeve when out shopping is when you’re finally done and you’re waiting in line to pay and the person behind you is clearly too close for comfort. It doesn’t seem to matter how many times you subtly move forward to avoid feeling their breath on your neck, they stick you like glue. I can’t stand it.
Lately I have taken to standing my ground and even making a move backwards if they get too close. I may have even purposely jerk my head back and make a random gesture to stake my claim to MY personal space. If you can’t take the hint, take the pain you clueless nitwit…
5. Charity workers and roaming salespeople
I hate being cornered by a charity or salespeople trying the hard sell. I am one of those people who will purposely walk as far around them as I can to avoid being accosted. If I do get accosted, I play the rushed and harried mother card and take off as fast as I can (luckily that role comes extremely naturally to me…)
If I truly want to give to a charity or buy a particular product I prefer to do that on my own terms – I hate being cornered in a public place and I WILL NOT be a part of it. Honestly, I think they should be banned from shopping centres, that’s my opinion anyway.
So that’s my rant today about the 5 things I hate most about shopping. Thanks to Madam Bipolar for allowing us to vent on Grumble Sunday…I’ll just go and have a little lie down now!
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